The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 226: The Persistent Su Qingxuan!

"What? You're saying Mentor Su is coming over tonight? And she's coming to visit me?"

Ling Feng was in the courtyard of the Tianshu East Court practicing swordsmanship when he suddenly heard the news brought back by Ouyang Jing and the others. His face immediately darkened, his voice rising by eight notes.

"Who said I'm sick?"

With a stern expression, Ling Feng scanned the crowd.

"He did!" Everyone unanimously pointed at Ouyang Jing.

"Big Brother, I just wanted to help you out. Who would've thought Mentor Su would take it so seriously!" Ouyang Jing wore a pained expression as he hurried forward to serve Ling Feng tea and water, massaging his shoulders and legs with a broad smile. "Big Brother, I'm sincerely devoted to you!"

"That's enough!"

Ling Feng brushed off Ouyang Jing's hand. It seems like I'll have to feign illness today.

The descendant of the esteemed medical saint, pretending to be ill...

Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of resignation.

...

As the day wore on, dusk settled in.

Ling Feng, fully committed to the act, had already removed his outer garments and settled into bed to play the role of a sick person.

"Hehe, Big Brother, I really appreciate you covering for me!"

Ouyang Jing expressed his gratitude repeatedly to Ling Feng, who responded with a series of eye rolls.

Reflecting on his actions, Ling Feng acknowledged that he had indeed missed quite a few of Su Qingxuan's classes. He made a mental note to be more attentive in the future.

Soon after, a knock sounded at the courtyard door. The male students of Tianshu East Court promptly opened it and lined up neatly to greet Mentor Su.

Tonight, Su Qingxuan was clad in a white dress, exuding an air of serenity. Casting a disdainful glance at the group, she impatiently inquired, "Where is Ling Feng?"

"Mentor Su, Big Brother is resting in the middle room, recovering from his illness," Ouyang Jing cheerfully led the way.

As the door swung open, Su Qingxuan gracefully entered the room. Seeing Ling Feng lying "sickly" on the bed, she furrowed her brows and asked, "Chief Ling, I heard you're not feeling well?"

As a skilled Daoist physician, Ling Feng was adept at controlling the body's meridians, acupoints, and the flow of the six qi. He had a knack for both diagnosing and feigning illness. He was truly a master of the craft.

At this particular moment, Ling Feng's complexion was pale, his forehead radiated heat, and he was soaked in cold sweat, appearing to be on the verge of collapse.

Initially skeptical, Su Qingxuan hurriedly approached and felt Ling Feng's forehead, expressing surprise, "Oh my, why is it so hot?"

A faint fragrance wafted through the air, and Ling Feng glanced at Su Qingxuan. Seeing her anxious expression, he couldn't help but feel guilty for deceiving her.

"Thank you for your concern, Mentor Su," Ling Feng said weakly. "It's just an old ailment of mine, nothing serious."

"An old ailment?" Su Qingxuan furrowed her brow. She had heard about Ling Feng's sacred-tier fire attribute true qi aptitude, which often made him feel feverish, possibly due to his talents not being fully developed yet.

"Yes, just an old ailment. But I'll be fine by tomorrow," Ling Feng managed a smile, speaking softly.

"Alright, no more talking," Su Qingxuan gritted her teeth. "I realize now that I was wrong to blame you before. By the way, I know a few friends from the Daoist Medical Family. Should I invite them over in a few days?"

"No need!" Ling Feng hastily improvised, "I know my condition well. My family says this ailment will disappear once I turn twenty."

"Is it really that strange?" Su Qingxuan felt a hint of doubt, but seeing Ling Feng's condition, she had no choice but to believe him.

"Alright, rest well!" Su Qingxuan sighed, gently adjusting Ling Feng's blanket as she spoke softly. "I'll take my leave now, but I hope to see you in my imperial history class next time. Even if you're unwell again, you can have Ouyang Jing inform me first, understood?"

"Mm." Ling Feng nodded quickly, feeling relieved that he had managed to deceive her.

Su Qingxuan gave a few more instructions and left behind some medicinal pills for regulating true qi before departing from Tianshu East Court.

Not long after Su Qingxuan left, the others outside couldn't help but sigh in relief.

"Wow, what a great mentor! I always hear that female mentors only visit the director's or vice-director's office, but I didn't expect Mentor Su to actually come and care for her students!"

"Yeah, and most importantly she's very young and pretty!"

"As expected of Big Brother. Could it be that Mentor Su..."

With the door left open, these words all reached Ling Feng's ears. His mouth twitched, and he jumped up from the bed, rushing out of the room with a furrowed brow. "You bunch of idiots, what nonsense are you all talking about?"

As soon as they heard Ling Feng's voice, they all cowered and hurried back to their own rooms.

"Hmph, bunch of boring folks!"

Ling Feng snorted lightly, turning to head back to his room. However, he was interrupted by a burst of crisp applause from behind.

Clap, clap, clap!

Turning around, Ling Feng spotted none other than Su Qingxuan, the beautiful mentor, returning unexpectedly!

"Well, well, Chief Ling, quite the imposing figure!" Su Qingxuan fixed her gaze on Ling Feng, her bright eyes tinged with a hint of anger!

This cunning student, pretending to be sick to deceive his mentor!

Fortunately, Su Qingxuan sensed something was amiss and turned back halfway to check, preventing herself from being deceived by Ling Feng and his gang.

"Uh..." Ling Feng's forehead broke into a cold sweat, realizing that this time, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't clean his name.

"Chief Ling, don’t you think it's necessary for you to explain a little?"

"Mentor Su, things aren't as you think!" Ling Feng felt overwhelmed. Glancing at the tightly closed doors around him, he realized that everyone had hidden away at the crucial moment!

Such loyal friends!

"Okay, I admit I faked being sick," Ling Feng shrugged. "Mentor Su, I'm willing to accept whatever punishment you deem fit."

"Punishment?" Su Qingxuan's gaze held a hint of disdain as she glared at Ling Feng. "What good would punishing you do?"

With a sigh, Su Qingxuan approached Ling Feng slowly, her teeth gritted. "Ling Feng, do you have any grievances against me? Why is it that, to my knowledge, you've only been absent from my classes?"

Su Qingxuan locked eyes with Ling Feng, her lip firmly between her teeth.

Ling Feng finally grasped what had been bothering Su Qingxuan—it was this matter!

For someone aiming to become a mentor cherished by students, this was undoubtedly a significant blow.

However, could he honestly claim that all of this was just a coincidence?

"Mentor Su, I hold absolutely no bias against you," Ling Feng shook his head. "On the contrary, you're a very responsible and excellent mentor."

"Then why did you miss my class?" Su Qingxuan tightened her fist, her eyes narrowing.

"I do have some personal reasons, but I promise, I'll do my best not to miss your class again," Ling Feng sighed lightly, realizing he could only offer such a commitment.

Observing Ling Feng's earnest expression, Su Qingxuan snorted softly. "Fine, I'll give you one more chance, but just this once!"

Having finished speaking, Su Qingxuan turned towards the door and took a few steps before looking back at Ling Feng. "Well then, Chief Ling, I hope to see you present in the next class!"

"Absolutely!"

Ling Feng nodded as he watched Su Qingxuan's departing figure, shaking his head with a faint smile. This woman is quite persistent, but kind of /photos/images/newsfeed/002/205/307/1f7.jpg[/ref]...

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